When I graduated college exactly a year ago, I was faced with a choice. Either I could stay in Spokane WA to paint and continue making work buffered by the support of my mentor or I could move back home to SF to figure things out on my own. So I packed up 50 paintings and a ton of ceramics and moved to SF because it seemed the most challenging. I found a small studio in a South City warehouse and a job in a boba tea shop. And I had to restart something that I had begun only three years before when I began painting. That's pretty much the gist. I just need to paint pictures.